Sunday, December 26, 2010

Lamp Light

I took my old lamp
Many of its parts are rusted
Not used regularly and not dusted
Not have enough oil

I lighted it and kept on an old table
It could kill the darkness nearby
Often my lamp seems to loose the battle
Darkness, along with a gentle breeze attacked it..

Alas... I thought the lamp died
My hut's wall cannot keep its light inside
Darkness attacked it from all four corners
Now they got dew drops as their friend..

I liked Breeze, dew, cool weather,
often I thought they are a relief
But they don't like
My old lamp and its fading light..


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